Daydream fund challenge part 4

DaftyDuck

Seaholly STINK! In my opinion, but Mrs Duck disagrees. It might be only some plants, but it might be some people find the stench unbearable.



Which, in the circumstances, could be a bonus. As could the fact that bees love them....

Davesnave

Jojo_the_Tightfisted wrote: »

What do you reckon?

Sea Holly seeds probably won't germinate now. They mostly need stratification for good results .....or at least I hope they do, because mine have been out all winter and still haven't come up yet.

Panto is going better than expected, but I nearly lost it with another cast member, who's been niggling at me for days and finally went too far last night. :wall:It's a long time since I've had to walk away for fear of saying or doing something I might later regret. :mad:

Going for a short walk to cool off seemed the best option at the time....... till I realised I'd just stormed out of the fire door into the middle of the village dressed and made up as a cat! :o:o :rotfl:

choille

Goodness Dave - These pantos sound hard going. Or at least some people do - some folks are very difficult and I have had to really learn how to bite my tongue. Sometimes I haven't quite managed to. Sometimes I think some need a warning shot across their bows.

Davesnave

choille wrote: »

Goodness Dave - These pantos sound hard going.

They are, both physically and mentally, but they have to be fun as well, which means that the cast need to get on with each other. Sniping at or speaking down to a fellow performer just before they go on is wrong, no matter how good the intention. The fun evaporates, and with it goes confidence.

I'm naturally a shy, person. When I go onto a stage all that changes, which is why I often get the loud, 'nutter' roles that involve falling-about and shouting. It's liberating.

But it's just an act. I'm really quaking in my shoes and forever struggling to recall my next line. I don't think some others see that, and they might even get confused between that loud, boorish guy who needs taking down a peg or two, and the real one.....:(

Anyway, the twin purposes of giving people a fun night out and raising cash for charity is going to be achieved after all. Most tickets have sold, so we're all winners.

Jojo_the_Tightfisted

Davesnave wrote: »

Sea Holly seeds probably won't germinate now. They mostly need stratification for good results .....or at least I hope they do, because mine have been out all winter and still haven't come up yet.

Panto is going better than expected, but I nearly lost it with another cast member, who's been niggling at me for days and finally went too far last night. :wall:It's a long time since I've had to walk away for fear of saying or doing something I might later regret. :mad:

Going for a short walk to cool off seemed the best option at the time....... till I realised I'd just stormed out of the fire door into the middle of the village dressed and made up as a cat! :o:o :rotfl:

I thought I might cheat and see whether there are some plug plants. It's vaguely possible, as nowhere round here sells things at any way indicating their final size.

We met up with FIL and his sister on Thursday night, Dave (as they had travelled up to go to some Orchid Show in central London and decided to book a hotel near us). Both were plonked on stage by their parents from infancy doing the comedy sketches in between musical numbers (as their Dad was in a Banjo Orchestra) and FIL went on to be an AmDram guy to the extent that Himself's main memories from the age of 3 are of scratting around underneath stages, being wholly adored by ladies with large bosoms and most of his childhood photos are of him in various permutations of outfits with Tights and Special Hats :rotfl:

We ended up talking at great length about the horrors of shows, egos, the I-am-here-because-these-wretched-provinces-don't-do-proper-theatre-like-Ibsen-so-be-grateful-you've-got-an-expert-like-me-to-tell-you-you're-doing-it-all-wrong, the rows over H&S where somebody is dismissing a reluctance to electrocute half the cast through the medium of daisychaining ten extensions leads from one wonky socket and all the other cliches.


One of them is how the show isn't going well unless I'm hiding somewhere out the back with a cigarette and Red Bull threatening to resign and Leave Them To Do It Themselves If They're Such A Bloody Expert because somebody has been a Whittington Head to me once too many times. The most recent one was a record for me, in that it was by 2.30pm rather than the usual 5.25pm with doors at six.

FIL and his sister both confirmed that is perfectly normal for at least one person to be driven to that point - when it was his turn for that back in the dim and distant past, somebody finally tracked him down to the bus stop outside the theatre in full Dame regalia, smoking a fag he'd scrounged from some Marines who had just got back from Active Service in the Falklands. The Marines persuaded him to go back in by saying they really wanted to see a panto before heading down Union Street for their first night back - so that performance had 7 rather enthusiastic lads on the front row, next to various dignitaries. (FIL, by the way, is about five foot two on a good day, increased to about five foot eight on that one with the assistance of a pair of rainbow platformed silver glitter boots).

It wouldn't be theatre of any kind without it, Dave.


Considering investimagating the other garden centre that's only one bus ride away in a minute. It's a bit overcast, but still pleasant and I am slightly annoyed that my collapsible spring tine has finally collapsed permanently as the plastic (spit!) contraption has disintegrated. Maybe I'll be able to find a non collapsing one for sale hidden somewhere behind the handwashes and 'relaxing Pan Pipes' CDs?

Jojo_the_Tightfisted

That was a waste of time.

Half dead primulas - no primroses, half dead pansies - no violas, three foot high tomato plants and a Costa has taken over pretty much everything else - including 75% of the outside space with an empty 'terrace'. Upon escaping, I found the rest of the plants - a five foot scattering of raggedy Hellebores that were BOGOF and a lonely Euphorbia (which seems pointless as it was indistinguishable from the spurge that grows around here in every crack and crevice not colonised by knotweed, presumably bought in for the last Gardeners' World episode.

I'd have probably found more plants (and better coffee) in Waitrose.

greenbee

I did a first cut of the grass with the mower on the highest setting and will get it down to a sensible height over the next week or so.

Mind you, I have 9 plants that need to be planted if I can make up my mind where to put them!

alfie_1

dave.... that's why I gave up in the costume department of what was our local village panto !
some higher than thou woman [who worked in productions in theatre/tv don't you know] started to take the humour out of all the "local gossip" quips by banning them.... considering this is why half the audience went for , not the best move !
I slogged over getting fab costumes out [my lounge would look like a colourfull bombsite for 3 weeks prior, only for her to put her mrs bucket face on and find something wrong...
lost so many volunteer "staff" that it all ended when she decided it would move to another village, more remote than the first and died a death...
some of us are thinking of re instating the original but as a variety show mickey take.... we will see .


today has been another good spring day. this afternoon I weeded one patio, swept over under and out ..
planted a fair few bulbs / plants [dahlias etc] in blank spaces but still need to have a mahoosive bonfire ...


very odd that one of the windows in my summer house, that I left ajar for the feral cats [reminder to get the cat flap fitted !!] was lying on the grass literally ripped off ? remnants of splintered wood and hinges off ?? so wether some critters had a scrap [fox v cat maybe ? ] and got tangled in the window stay arm im not sure.... ive wedged it back in the hole and opened another....
mowed my top grass again and must say its starting to resemble a garden out there

Davesnave

Well, show's over for another year. :j

To be clear, our Panto isn't am-dram; in fact people can't join as actors if they're in am-dram. That's the only rule, apart from residency. It's a proper village thing, so there's just as many folks working behind the scenes as bods on stage. It works because the village owns it.

Anyway, we had a fairly 'dramatic' last night, with one of the actors suffering a fall and broken wrist backstage and a member of the audience having a 'turn' during one of the more risque scenes, which involved male striptease.....:eek:

This one seemed somewhat fated from the start, but we made it through, just about!:A

We'll be back for number 21 next February.

COOLTRIKERCHICK

Morning all..

Been trying to catch up on the last few pages..basically it's water.. mud.. panto.. lambing..

Our youngest and girlfriend have got themselves a rented property ( via girlfriends family) so don't need a bond etc. And can move in from next Sunday.. I have been breaking my heart.. as now hubby and I will be on our own. In one way we will get our days back. As they both don't drive. So we are a taxi service. Shuttling them back and for to work ( they both start at different times) so can really knuckle down and get on with work outside that should have been done ages ago... BUT. I am worried as they got to walk 20 mins to get the bus and then there is no direct route to work ( 2 buses) so they might be back with us in a few months.

Have had a very tough few months as eBay has been very quiet. Plus not much work around...

Getting the plastic and ground WEED cover for the Poly tunnel this week. So will try and get some things growing to sell.